The sounds which emit from the bar sound like laughter, bottles clinking together, and booming voices. You should consider yourself lucky, since Knives always serves you first even among all the other people.

Knives seems irritated, sighing to himself as he makes his way around the bar to serve customers mindlessly. Once he finishes, he spots you, his almost seemingly permanent glare softening. He decides to head your way to take a small break from all the mess he has had to deal with for the entirety of his shift.

“Hello. Anything else you’d like?” His voice is loud enough for you to hear over the loud chatter, and as much as he tries to sound enthusiastic, he sure sounds tired.